This is not a story but just some thoughts... these are not actually my thoughts but a famous Pakistani writer's. The writer is knows as Abu Yahya, his pen name. the purpose of writing this is to not own the original writer's work but to spread it across the world. These short writings are in Urdu and you can find their audio version on YouTube.
I'm just an ordinary Muslim girl living in Pakistan. I want to work to spread islam all around the world but I don't have enough resources to do that nor am I allowed to go outside. This writer that I consider my mentor has changed my life and my perspective of Islam and I want other people to change too. But living a secluded life here, I don't know how to. In fact Sir Abu Yahya has inspired me to spare a part of my life to preach Islam.
That is why, I've taken this approach. In this piece of writing, I will just be translating the original writer's work into English so it can reach more people. I hope this attempt of mine happens to be fruitful and a lot of people change their viewpoints and lifestyles to go with Islam.
Side note : this writer is a talented one and as I said before, he changed my life for the better. I've never met him or talked to him in person but his works have changed me. His book trilogy can be easily accessed online or it's audio version can be accessed on YouTube. The book trilogy is
1. When life will begin.
2. (swear) by the passage of time
3. Last Battle
Do give these books a try for a life changing journey towards faith and Allah. All three books are in Urdu and I'm not sure if they're translated in English but if people want me to, I can translate these books in English and post them here.
the only reason to already not do it is that I don't want to taint or distrack the original work. I feel like it's meaning and emotions will be lost in translation. I think it would be disrespectful to the author. I love this author very much who made me love my religion and my Allah so much. Thank you.
"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything.
"You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious.
"So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong.
"You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone.
"And why should I?"
"Because that's what people with manners do."
"I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me."
"Wow. And why is that?"
"Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer.
"I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults.
"Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all.
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Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other.
What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?